" I said. "You and me or you and them?" Ummm. You and me?"I took her hand and we walked a few feet away from Elizabeth and Linda."Mark," Barb said. "T...is isn't some reprieve for you. Not from me." What do you mean?" I asked."I mean that in the last few weeks I've fallen in love... and it isn't some platonic sisterly type love, either." Ahhh, uhhh," I said, practicing for my next public speaking engagement."I think you feel something for me, too," she said.I took and squeezed her hand. "Barb you. "Of course I truuuuuuuust you....I ....."'Go on..." Should I just dump the glass of water over my own head?"She stands up with the glass, walks towards me, and lifts it to mymouth. She tilts it and I drink it down. I look at her and grin."Thank you Mistress. Actually, I was thirsty, you are veryconsiderate." Such trust issues, Jezzie," says Ismy with a smirk. "Oh well, it'slate. Well off to bed with you," she waves to the door, "I guess I'llcrash here."Okay, I am super gullible, but even I. Then Guy delivered his lines, “I misbehaved with you at home and I apologise for it Madam. I ... I wish to earn your forgiveness.”I stared at him awhile; before recalling what Iris had shared with me earlier in the day;“Remember Margo, in the bedroom, always exercise your authority and discipline over the boy! The cock between his legs is yours; not his!”Iris had described some of the bondage methods she’d used on Ralph; in developing the kind of behaviour she desired; which had worked wonders. She hoped that this could be relaxed, unhurried while still intense. She hoped this could be a night of repetitive opportunity for fucking.” He clearly had the attention of everyone. He felt Jean’s breathing quickening and could see Abby’s breasts rise and fall with her own heavier breathing. “Do you feel the same way, dear?”Abby placed her glass carefully between her thighs and squeezed the two cocks next to her. She looked across to the other couch, “Yes, sir. My mom know me. Like mother,.